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I smile at him. “Yup. I’ve had the best day. I’m just tired now.” And thinking. How am I going to convince Micah that we need to be together for the rest of our lives? I have just over a month before I need to be back at work, which means moving my workshop up here before then. If the puzzle keeps going at this rate, I’ll have it solved in another three or four weeks, which gives me that long to make Micah realize that Team MiCam is the way to go. Then he and his cousins can help me move, and voilà! I’ll be settled in and working right on schedule, just in a new place. I’ll even be abenefitto the town. I’m an example of a non-demon who can happily live here, cut off from the world by winter and blah whatever. Plus, when Garrett turns the cave into a learning experience and tourist attraction, I can demonstrate the puzzle for visitors.
But how to pull it off?
“Are you ready for bed, or do you want—”
“Bed.” Definitely bed. I want to sex him into a coma. “Naked bed.”
His brow quirks. “Naked bed. I’m not going to say no.”
I step right up to him and stroke his cock through his pants. “Say yes.”
“Yesss.”
“Are you sure?” I tease, and he plants his hands on my ass and scoops me up against his body… every hard inch of it.
“I want you to fuck me tonight,” he murmurs against my lips, and excitement thrills through me. We haven’t done that yet, but I want to.
“Are you sure?” I repeat, not teasing this time.
“So sure.”
I pull back a little to study his face. He stares back at me, steady and confident, with a little gleam of something—excitement?—in his eyes.
“Race you to the bedroom,” I declare, wiggling free of his arms and taking off down the hall. I’d half thought we could fuck in the hallway, but not for his first time bottoming. We need lots of space and a mattress. Not to mention lube—he probably won’t be able to relax as easily as I can. I could enthrall him and make the need for prep redundant, but why deny him that part of the experience? Preparation can be foreplay when done right.
I hear his heavier footsteps behind me, and he snatches me into his arms three steps before I reach the bed. “Does this mean I win?” he asks.
“Cheat! You’re disqualified and I’m the win—Eee!” I squeal with laughter as he tosses me onto the bed. Rolling onto my back, I grin up at him, full of my newly discovered love. He’s perfect. “Get naked,” I order. He blows me a kiss and pulls his sweater over his head, and I scramble to do the same. My legs get tangled in my jeans, and I kick wildly until they finally come off. When I look up, he’s standing there, fully naked, arms crossed over his chest, a demon-tiny smile on his lips.
“What?”
“Just admiring your grace and coordination.”
Snorting, I grab his hand and yank him onto the bed with me. “I’ll show you coordination.” I push him onto his back and swing my leg over his body to straddle his hips. “See?”
He laughs, and while he’s distracted, I lean down and bite his left pec. Then the right one. “Yummy.”
“I thought you were an incubus, not a vampire.”
“Biting is for everyone,” I inform him solemnly. “Want me to kiss it better?”
Micah’s nod is equally solemn, and I lavish kisses across his whole chest, pausing to lick and suck his nipples. He’s squirming before long, his hips moving restlessly under me, pushing his cock against my taint. The delightful surge of energy his desire gives me makes me want to draw this out forever.
“Patience,” I whisper, and I’m rewarded by his growl. Okay, maybe it’s time to move on.
I straighten and grab the lube from the nightstand, then kiss my way down Micah’s torso until I’m face-to-dick. There’s a big drop of precum at the tip, and I lick it off. “Your whole body is a delicious feast,” I tell him. I’m not sure if the choked sound he makes in response is agreement or not. “Knees up,” I order, and he obeys, adjusting the angle of his hips and giving me access to his ass. The angle would be easier if he was on his hands and knees, but Micah’s a sensitive soul, and I think his first time bottoming will be better for him with face-to-face connection. It’ll give him something to focus on.
Speaking of… I wet my fingers with lube, but before I touch Micah’s ass, I lower my head and wrap my lips around his cock.
He gasps. “Your mouth is a miracle.”
Aw. I give him an extra little suck as a reward, and as soon as I’m sure he’s distracted, I probe delicately at his pucker. The muscle tightens reflexively, then eases enough for the tip of my finger to slip in. Micah’s breathing gets a little rougher, and I tongue the underside of his dick, letting him adjust to my finger in his ass. He doesn’t relax, exactly, though I wouldn’t expect him to with my mouth on him, but he’s not squeezing around me anymore. I slide in deeper, then shift my finger slightly—
“Ungh! Cam!”
Found it. If my mouth weren’t full of cock, I’d smile smugly. I draw back a little to suckle at the head of his dick while I ease a second finger in. Micah’s knees fall fully open, giving me all the room I need. He’s definitely versatile—in my experience, dedicated tops don’t usually like ass play this much. The pleasure he’s feeling is swamping my incubus senses.
By the time I’m confident he’s loose enough to take my cock, Micah’s a sweaty, writhing mess, and my own dick is hard enough to pound nails. I pull my fingers out and sit back on my heels. My beautiful demon stares up at me with glazed eyes, panting. “Ready?” I ask, and he whimpers, reaching for me.
